It was night, the moon was dark and the wind was high.

A team of guards belonging to the East Factory hurried to the West Garden with dim lanterns.

When he saw Zhang Zuo, the governor of Dongchang, and Ti Wei appear in Xiyuan, the heart hanging in Zhu Zaili's heart was relieved.

"Minister Zhang Zuo, meet His Royal Highness the Prince."

Without waiting for Zhu Zaili to speak, Huang Jin, who was originally in the palace, walked out slowly.

"There is a will."

As soon as these words came out, together with Zhu Zaili, they also knelt down in front of Huang Jin.

"The matter is in Qingning, and all decisions are made by the prince."

This is a father's trust in his son, and it is also a test for the emperor to the crown prince.

Zhu Zaili's eyes became more and more fierce, and he shouted in the direction of the Jingshe.

"Son, Leader."

Jiajing is not a martial artist, let alone a filial piety, and no one dares to take Jiajing's orders seriously.

After learning of Jiajing's clear attitude, Zhang Zuo and the fans of Dongchang did not hesitate at all, and followed Zhu Zaili back to Qingning Palace.

The East Palace, which has been quiet for nearly a hundred years, seems to have returned to the Chenghua Dynasty overnight, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls is resounding everywhere.

In less than a stick of incense, Meng Chong and his godsons were pulled in front of Zhu Zaili by Zhang Zuo.

"Your Highness, the prisoners have already been brought."

At this time, Meng Chong had long lost the brilliance of following Zhu Zaili in the past, the corners of his mouth were oozing blood, and his eyes had turned dark purple, obviously he had just eaten a meal of Wang Baquan.

"Your Highness, it's a slave! Ancestor, have you misunderstood? ”

Zhang Zuo, who was respectful to Meng Chong on weekdays, did not have the politeness of the past today, and sneered with a gloomy face: "Manager Meng, you can't be wrong." ”

Meng Chong's heart was obviously a little flustered.

"Your Highness, look at the slave maid, the slave maid is Meng Chong!"

Zhu Zaili avoided Meng Chong's eyes and looked at the towering beams.

Meng ...... Meng Chong, don't you really want to explain that pot of flowers to me? ”

When Meng Chong heard "that pot of flowers", a trace of panic suddenly flashed on Meng Chong's face, but he disappeared without a trace before others could notice it.

"Your Highness, the slave doesn't understand! That pot of flowers was bought by the slave maid with her own money, and she didn't use a penny in the palace! ”

Before Meng Chong finished speaking, Zhang Zuo raised his hand and slapped Meng Chong in the face.

"Bastard thing, what your own case money! Even your cheap life was given by His Royal Highness, how can you have any money! ”

Meng Chongxuan, who was dizzy from being slapped by Zhang Zuo, kowtowed on the ground like pounding garlic.

"Your Highness, slaves and maids should be damned, they are all slaves and maids, and I heard from the people below that there are flower sellers on Zhengyang Street."

"Who told you that there are flower sellers on Zhengyang Street?!"

Meng Chong almost did not hesitate to point to one of his godsons.

And the godson also fell to his knees with a "poof".

"Your Highness, they are all slaves and maids bewitching godfathers...... Ah no, Mr. Meng, Your Highness wants to cure the sins of slaves and maids! ”

Hearing the words of the little fireman, Zhu Zaili's head gradually turned around.

"Is it the flower that you asked Meng Chong to buy?"

"Your Highness is sage, Your Highness is clear, and it is indeed the head of Meng who is bewitched by slaves and maids."

Meng Chong also scolded angrily on the side: "Little Shengzi, you have made our family miserable!" Our family treats you well on weekdays! ”

"Your Highness is aware of it, but the person who sells flowers is the son and nephew of the slave maid, and the slave and maid just want to take care of the nephew's business, and there is no thought of anything wrong!"

Listen to the words of the little fireman.

Zhu Zaili shuddered a little, and even had some hope in his heart that Ning Jue was wrong.

If these people are all pretending, then how terrible these people must be.

Before Zhu Zaili could speak, Zhang Zuo's voice sounded in the hall.

"Crush this flower from root to stem and pour it down!"

"Whoa!"

On the way to the palace, Zhu Zaili had already roughly described what had happened to Zhang Zuo.

Seeing that Zhu Zaili was embarrassed, Zhang Zuo stepped forward to make this decision for Zhu Zaili with interest.

The two Fanzi Wu stepped forward, and after a short time, a bowl of "strong tea" was boiled, and they poured it into the "little shengzi" without saying anything, and they didn't even leave a little Fugen.

What really shocked Zhu Zaili was that after drinking this bowl of tea, Xiao Shengzi knelt down in front of him and kowtowed twice.

"Your Highness, the slave is finished drinking, the slave is fine!"

Meng Chong also hurriedly spoke: "Your Highness, there must be a traitor who bewitches Your Highness!" ”

Although the "father and son" said so, Zhu Zaili had clearly noticed that the two of them were faintly confused.

It's already come to this point, and you have to continue acting?

Demons!

It's so wicked!

Zhu Zaili and Zhang Zuo did not speak, but looked at the kowtowing "little child" on the side and quietly waited for the next changes.

After about half an hour, Meng Chong almost never stopped his performance during this period.

Sometimes he complains, and sometimes he wants to kill himself to show his loyalty.

It wasn't until Zhu Zaili clearly saw that the little shengzi kneeling behind Meng Chong's face suddenly turned pale.

Only then did he abruptly interrupt Meng Chong's performance.

"Go and check the pulse of the little child, quick!"

Even if Zhu Zaili had already said so, the little boy still knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhu Zaili.

"Your Highness Mingjian, the slave is fine, the slave is really fine!"

"Not good!"

Zhang Zuo's face changed suddenly, and he rushed towards Xiao Shengzi and directly pried Xiao Shengzi's mouth open.

"This guy wants to bite his tongue and kill himself, Meng Chong, what else do you have to say?!"

Saying this, Zhang Zuo also grabbed his arm casually, checked Xiaoshengzi's pulse, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Do you still want to deny it now?!"

Zhang Zuo stared at Meng Chong beside him, and then only felt that the little shengzi who was locked in his arms struggled violently twice, and when Zhang Zuo looked back, the little shengzi was already out of breath.

Zhang Zuo, as the commander of Dongchang, has already regretted it at this moment.

I fed Xiaoshengzi too cleanly, such a useful thing, I should keep a seed!

At this time, Meng Chong sat paralyzed on the ground, his face was pale, and he was asked by others, and there was no more word in his mouth.

Zhu Zaili stared at the corpse of Xiao Shengzi in front of him and waved his hand at Ti Weiyi in the distance.

"Go and do an autopsy to see if you can find out what poison is in the house!"

"Whoa!"

Just as Meng Chong was sitting on the ground, Xiao Shengzi's body was also carried out of the main hall for an autopsy.

Everyone didn't notice that the fourteen-year-old prince Zhu Zaili's face had turned pale at the moment.

Not long since.

He thinks that all the people around him are harmless companions of humans and animals.

But everything that happened today has been proven.

His gentle gentleman, Xia Yan, was ruthless when he killed people.

And these companions around him are a group of demons who don't even care about their lives!

For Zhu Zaili, what happened tonight was far better than the so-called crown ceremony that would be held three months later.